After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 21

What Were You Thinking About When I Was Taking a Shower Just Now?

Qi Song returned to their residence holding a mosquito net and insect repellent, her mood cheerful.

Tonight, she could let the cub sleep in the middle.

Thinking this, she had unknowingly already walked to the front of the house. As she lifted her eyes, she met Yu Luo’s smiling-yet-not-smiling gaze.

Qi Song gave a light cough. “I went to borrow a mosquito net and some insect repellent from the villagers, so you can live a bit more comfortably.”

Yu Luo came over to take her hand, returning a gentle compliment: “My wife is so thoughtful.”

Taotao also came bouncing over to hug her leg, “Mama is so great!”

Qi Song accepted these praises, ignoring the action of a certain someone secretly scratching her palm.

The insect repellent didn’t seem to be of much use. After being sprinkled in the corner of the wall, two insects were burrowing and playing inside it.

Qi Song helplessly put the repellent aside and fiddled with the mosquito net together with Yu Luo.

The installation-free Mongolian yurt¹ style net could be used directly after being unfolded. The two of them placed the bedding into the mosquito net together.

Just as Yu Luo was leaning over to straighten the bedsheet, she heard a 「buzzing」 sound approaching from behind her, and some weight landed steadily on her back.

Her whole body stiffened; she didn’t dare to move a muscle.

Her breathing was unsteady, and when she spoke, her voice trembled: “Qi, Qi Song, there’s an insect on my back…”

Qi Song paused, then grabbed the nearby feather duster and rushed over.

“It’s gone,” she said, flicking the insect away. The insect flew toward the corner, 「buzzing」.

“…Mm.” Yu Luo slowly straightened up, her face pale.

Qi Song hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted her shoulder. “It’s okay now.”

Yu Luo’s tone was somewhat weak: “I’m going to take a shower right now, and I’m not coming out of the mosquito net for the rest of the night.”

A thought stirred in Qi Song’s heart, and she deliberately said: “I thought you hated mosquito nets.”

As for why she hated mosquito nets, the two of them knew it well in their hearts and stomachs².

“……” Yu Luo gave her a dark look.

After the lesson from the insect, Yu Luo found that her previous thoughts had been very naive.

Cuddling to sleep at night was certainly tempting, but being approached by an insect was a matter of life and death.

She rummaged through her suitcase for her pajamas and asked the cub squatting in the far corner of the wall: “Cub, Mommy is going to take a shower now. Do you want to come with me or wash later?”

Taotao, who was observing a spider weaving its web, raised her head: “Mommy, can I wash later? I want to watch the little bugs for a while.”

“Okay.” Holding her pajamas, Yu Luo also brought Qi Song along as she passed by.

Qi Song was led along by her, not understanding why, and asked hesitantly: “What’s wrong?”

Could this woman be planning to use her fear of insects as an excuse to make me keep her company in the bathroom?

Fortunately, Yu Luo only had her check if there were any insects in the bathroom, then asked her to sit on the stool by the bathroom door.

“Wife, I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye out for me.” Yu Luo instructed seriously, “Don’t let any insects get in through the crack under the door.”

The bathroom in the house was decorated with relative care, with the floor paved with ceramic tiles, but that was all. The space here was extremely small, and there was no separation between wet and dry areas. There was also a rather wide gap under the bathroom door, which insects could easily crawl through.

Qi Song could understand her worry and nodded in agreement without much thought.

After a pause, Yu Luo said again: “By the way, your mic needs to be turned off.”

After saying that, she raised her hand and turned it off for her.

Qi Song was puzzled: “Why?”

Yu Luo’s reasoning was exceptionally sound: “The walls and door here don’t have much of a soundproofing effect. Besides, the bathroom is too small, so I’m actually very close to you while I’m inside.”

“You can clearly hear the sounds of me showering, so the mic can naturally record them too.”

She seemed to be explaining, but it was more like she was emphasizing.

And Qi Song had not yet realized this point.

She sat by the door, diligently guarding the crack under the bathroom door, not giving any insects a chance to get in.

From the bathroom behind her, the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against skin climbed into Qi Song’s ears.

Qi Song normally wouldn’t have paid any mind to this. However, the words Yu Luo had just said replayed in her mind, leading her to unconsciously notice it.

Thus, her breath caught, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Yu Luo took off her clothes and stepped barefoot onto the tiled bathroom floor, reaching out to flip the switch.

Hot water sprayed from the showerhead, traveling over full curves.

The tips of her eyelashes were dotted with glistening water droplets. She tilted her head to glance at the bathroom door, her gaze clear and serene.

Steam filled the air, seeping out from the crack under the door bit by bit, coiling around Qi Song’s side before disappearing.

A moment later, the sound of water stopped.

The shower gel pump was pressed, and the liquid was worked into a lather in her palm, then spread across her snow-white, delicate skin.

From top to bottom, not a single spot was missed.

That sound was almost chasing after Qi Song’s ears, delicate, slow, and clear.

Without even needing to think, one could imagine the form from the sound.

Qi Song took a deep, flustered breath. While mechanically staring at the crack in the door to prevent insects from crawling in, she tried hard to recall all the sad things from before she transmigrated into the book.

Just as she was getting into the zone, a guji sound was heard, and the attention she had managed to divert was pulled back again.

The scent of shower gel, carrying warmth, lingered around her nose, exceptionally rich.

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When Yu Luo pushed open the bathroom door, she saw her “guard” sitting at her post, very dedicated and absorbed.

Except that her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to drip blood, and her expression was innocent yet forbearing, looking exactly like a pure scholar³ being forced to have his vital essence drained by a fox spirit⁴.

It was just like how Qi Song looked after being teased by her for the first time, years ago when they hadn’t yet confirmed their relationship.

This person… had truly returned to before liberation in a single day⁵.

The eyes under Yu Luo’s lashes were as deep as obsidian. Her snow-white fingertips, still warm, touched Qi Song’s crimson earlobe. Her clear, cool voice, now tinged with moisture after her shower, said softly, “What are you thinking about.”

Qi Song came back to her senses and subconsciously stood up, immediately taking a step back.

A bit panicked.

Yu Luo followed, leaning closer, and the refreshing, faint fragrance from her body also wrapped around Qi Song.

Qi Song’s heart pounded like a drum, and she didn’t know where to look.

Although the parent-child pajamas the Omega was wearing were of a conservative style, she felt for no reason that she should not look at what is improper⁶.

Yu Luo raised a hand to grab the fabric at Qi Song’s waist, stood on her tiptoes, and asked softly by her ear:

“What were you thinking about when I was taking a shower just now?”

As the woman spoke, her warm breath sprayed onto her already burning ear, her tone lowered, exceptionally ambiguous.

“…I was helping you guard the crack under the door, not letting any insects get in.”

Qi Song’s voice was slightly hoarse when she spoke. She cleared her throat and continued in a righteous tone, “What could I be thinking?”

“Oh.”

Yu Luo’s bright eyes shifted. Her long, curly hair, still wet from the shower, draped over her shoulders. She curved her lips into a seductive smile: “But just now while I was washing, I suddenly smelled a bit of gardenia⁷.”

She feigned confusion: “But I haven’t seen any gardenias around here. Besides, it’s not the season for gardenias to bloom right now.”

A certain Alpha whose pheromones smelled of gardenia: “……”

While secretly despising herself, Qi Song’s brain worked at high speed, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

She finally said in a deadpan manner: 「It’s probably because my susceptible period⁸ is approaching, so my pheromones are unstable.」

“Mm.” Yu Luo casually tucked her wet hair behind her ear, revealing a slender, fair neck. The movement carried a natural charm: “Then do you need me to soothe you?”

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